Space Port from Tracers by PsyKotic Refuge

"They've got some cool readings coming out of the Atamos cluster, you heading to the view room??"
Am I here, was I just dreaming. The walls around you, metallic and unforgiving. Just on the other side, the breadth of oblivion awaits. Ready to cull those who would not defend themselves. You find you way through the crowd, the uniforms in shades of black and ocher. The environment as a whole just feels bleak. As you find your seat, the room darkens and suddenly, colorful displays of plasma ignite before you. The crowd around you sits in silence while you can't help but scream internally. How are they not amazed by this.

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